There's been entirely too much talk about writing up round this here blog lately. I mean, I do have a family, too. So I thought I'd catch up on a few pictures. Last week was the twin's last dance class for the session - here they are with their instructor in the top picture (note the hottie with the camera in the mirror behind them). I have some video, too, but that will take some time to distill. Also last week, Hailie had her last football game for the season. Buc's won 48-0, thanks to the inspiration and pep-infusion of their wonderful cheerleading squad; because it's all about school spirit, no?
This past weekend was a busy one. Friday was the twin's Halloween/costume/birthday party. Twenty kids in disguises running wild throughout the house and yard, using groin shots and guerilla tactics to take down the teenagers. Add cake, ice cream, and several big bowls of candy, and it's sheer chaos. An interesting side note: Chantze got to meet Hailie's boyfriend Don for the first time. As little brothers are well-known to do, Chantze has been tormenting Hailie about her boyfriend for months: calling Don a hobo, saying he was in prison, offering Hailie quarters in order to call him. So when the two young men finally met face-to-face, I held Chantze by the arms and offered Don one free punch, which he declined. Don's a nice boy.
(I've gotta stop using the video camera for stills)
One final update: kind of a convergence between my writing and family life. My wonderful sister and mother had a congratulations get-together for me on Sunday. It was a very pleasant evening of catching up over tacos and coffee: two of my top three favortie ingestible substances (the third being Guinness). They even had a cake, gifts, and a big cardboard facsimile of the book cover for Fiersom's Brood (my working book-cover, not the actual published book cover which remains shrouded in the mists of the future). Thanks for everything, guys. It was very special, it meant a lot to me, and I'll surely remember it for the duration of my writing career.